Eloise
"I was dressed for the weather." Which was to say, hardly at all. And what she had been wearing had been tight in all the right places. And...if a little illusion magic had been tossed into the mix to pad areas Eloise' thin frame hadn't grown on her own, what of it? She was fucking starved for attention and being reduced to flaunting herself around like the catch of the day only to be rebuked was hardly helping her temper or tension.
"Yes, yes, so important." Eloise agreed with a roll of her eyes (though in fact, she did agree). She had quite liked helping, if only because it gave her something to do, and unlike with Jack, Zeph actually let her be good at something.
"Why, you wanna see if you grew taller overnight?" The top of Eloise' head neatly came up to about Jack's nose (at least when he wasn't stomping about in boots). But still, she did as she was told. Drinking the rest of her rum and letting the cup fall from her hand onto the sheets, Eloise wriggled her way towards the edge of the bed and stood.
"Yes, yes, so important." Eloise agreed with a roll of her eyes (though in fact, she did agree). She had quite liked helping, if only because it gave her something to do, and unlike with Jack, Zeph actually let her be good at something.
"Why, you wanna see if you grew taller overnight?" The top of Eloise' head neatly came up to about Jack's nose (at least when he wasn't stomping about in boots). But still, she did as she was told. Drinking the rest of her rum and letting the cup fall from her hand onto the sheets, Eloise wriggled her way towards the edge of the bed and stood.
I bury hatchets but I keep maps of where I put 'em
